"Submit or die," the centaur Chiron on the hill stepped forward, not ordering another attack, his tall figure holding a massive longbow, aiming at the pack leader of the jackal-wolf men, and shouted loudly.
"Submit or die," shouted all the centaur warriors and gray wolf knights in unison, their thunderous voices echoing across the hills, while the giant dragon in the sky also roared,
"Submit or die!"
"Dragon Descendant,"
Jackal Wolfman Yougu's blood-red pupils widened, looking at the agitated tribe and the corpses sprawled on the ground. Within just one round of attacks, the tribe had lost over a hundred powerful warriors.
Furthermore, the jackal wolfman mages were particularly targeted. Without any precaution, these mages were as fragile as paper, with several already dead.
Yet the jackal wolfman leader before them remained defiant. Though he could see the difference in the dragon-blooded centaurs across from him, their strength was not enough to be his match.
